Anything but this.
I haven't been good to begin with. Now, I'm just living in eternal despair.
I thought I was living in it already, but now I know that things can/will always get worse.
I don't want to imagine life without such a fucking huge piece of my happiness.
I am completely alone, now.
More so than I was before.
Of course, back then I didn't think that it was possible, either.
but it will always get worse.
Whether I am with someone/other people, or just myself; I'm wandering around alone,
and my own voice sounds weird to me because I never have a reason to talk/anyone to talk to.
These past few days have turned me to stone.
I don't even feel like talking [anymore].